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2005-02-13 - 2:18 a.m.

Wow it is soo hard to get back into the flow of journaling... so yeah never got around to that survey. And yes it's cuz i suck. I'll get around to it I promise.. just not in the next month... or so...

So. Me and the Mrs. are living alone now. No more evil roommate from hell...
It's so much more peaceful and tolerable...

But i don't know why I started this entry now because I have to go to sleep... exams coming up, in full force.

I haven't been very creative lately...
I feel kinda stunted... all my writing is full of "..." and abstractions.
Little Masses push alone (crappy)

With ergs comes fay and many indiscretions relating to,
in little cobs abound, one ton misgivings,
one gross fear and two dozen protests.
Undead on the backside of every word thin coating true ambition of that dyne, comes its fay.
No matter how archaic
still screaming, we will persist, but separately.
I wonder how...

Untitled (crappy 2: it just gets worse)

I'm red inside myself
I cannot walk from these bounds
Though, I spend time in the comfort of scribbling lines on the in and out sides
One step forth, but more to the side
teathered dog guarding post
slanted views on the cue
knock all fro with only the slight
A resistance, the logic I had assumed
Too weak to prevent this overflow
of under current
Jagged lines that make us still

Unimportant.

Oh feelings (crap yet again)

Never very far away
My feelings have taken my legs as insurance
They are the bullies in this body
they beat me from the inside out
I am a coat of bruises
Sometimes I starve myself in hopes they would shrink some
But their instincts are stronger than mine.
Each act of treason another part of me must stand in line blindfolded
and wait for its turn to be sacrificed
Thrown from this steep temple greeting each step as
a tribute to
Oh great Feelings for you, I die to feed
this thick desire to be whole
Feelings, bloated with the weight of only parts.

Good night all.
I disco for you, all of you.

"If you can't get the best of us now
it's because this is forever
makes no difference
our alphabet is missing letters..."


Hate gets inside you and eats you alive, don't let it in. Say no to hate.

because riding on city buses for a hobby is sad

.trip. - .fall. - .bounce. - .ashes ashes . - .we all. - .fall down.

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